In the ecstacy of light <br />Nature reveal your palette to me <br />Runaway curlicews <br />Branching <br />In the random race for life <br /> <br />The wood pigeon sits <br />Serene <br />Does he know the privilege <br />of rest <br />Amid a thousand shades of green? <br /> <br />Twenty yards his territory <br />'I will perch and face my neighbour <br />Rejoice <br />In my smooth grey feathers and their two tone purple hints <br />Covering a belly the size of a melon <br />And sneer at the fidgety squirrel <br />In the next tree <br />Unless <br />he invades my space <br />Oh no here he comes <br />And I must fan out my wing tail and find <br />oh look <br />An even better place <br />this time in the sun <br />And I can admire <br />Deciduous metallic glintings <br />Drawn clear in electrified shading <br />And I cannot care about the rumble <br />of the heli rotor <br />And every five minutes <br />The buzzing of the plane on its way to Heathrow <br />Or the teacher <br />Of year 7 Spanish <br />Staring out of the window opposite <br /> <br />As her class sit so quietly <br />Doing their test<br /><br />maggie oke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-moments/
